The Goat Whisperer...er, uh, Chaser......

When it is time to show goats, you can't just grab them out of the pen and hope they look good enough for a blue ribbon. It takes work. We started out walking the goats. Then we found that running them builds better muscle. I'm not talking about running them to death. It is more like a sprint.

We would walk the goats to the end of the lane and then REGAN would

with all of her might...and giant rubber boots chase the goats back to their pen.

We had a dog that could do the same thing...but he met his fate when he chased a car one too many times. So, it was back to Regan....

Until......
Daisy came along on a goat exorcising...er, uh, exercising adventure.
Now we walk them to the end of the driveway instead of the fenced in lane.
One particular day Daisy decided to join us....I noticed she was acting strangely.....


She was REALLY SMACKING HER LIPS....I tried to ignore it.
When we let the goats go.....and Regan began to run...something strange happened....

Little bitty Daisy started chasing the goats and barking!

Now, remember, we ARE a farm family and what is a farm without 1.2 million dogs? The big dog is Rascal, remember him? He is the REAL pillow thief.

He is the reason I can't have a magazine perfect porch complete w/ pillows.

See the little cotton ball that is running up there to the right?

That is Sydni's froo froo poodle....JOJO.

He is a wimp.

See! He is running like a mad dog from that terror goat....

Look at them go!!!!

Now, let's take a closer look, shall we?

Daisy is so busy chasing one of the goats that she doesn't even realize she is about to be trampled by Little Bo Peep.

Isn't that an amazing picture? Sorry for the poor quality....it is very hard to shoot

these pictures when they are running all over the place and then...see that hand? That is David....he just decides to mosey on right in front of the camera.

Don't these people know I am a true amateur here?

Now this picture is a little deceitful.

JOJO actually looks as if he is becoming a goat chaser....

when in actuality, he is running FROM a goat and just happens to be running

in the direction of another goat....he totally freaking at this point

and would probably bet that his life was about to come to an abrupt end.

But look at the goat whisperer go.....

She manages to chase them back to their pen.

Yep, and the pillow thief is not doing a darn thing.......

He figures that if he raises his ears, that maybe we will think HE is the goat whisperer.....FAT CHANCE!

See, his feet are barely moving.....neither is his tail...he is trying to be tricky.

When I see him, I always have that bumblebee song in my head...

"I'mmmmm bringing home a baby bumblebee...won't my mama be so proud of me?"

Oh look, Regan and David completely forget that I am busy taking pictures....

Ladies and gentlemen...meet the newest goat whisperer....er, uh....chaser.

She can bound across rocky driveways....leap the tallest goat....

she is DAISY DOODLE!!

This first time she chased the goats, she got into trouble because David thought she was going to chase them through that barbed fence.

The next night....he sweetly says...."Honey, want to come exercise the goats with us?" then he quickly throws in, "If you do, bring Daisy."

Sheesh....I thought I was the one doing such a great job leading the goat down the driveway...and it was really the fact that Daisy wouldn't come if I didn't come....

We are a package deal!!!

See her laughing?